I’m not certain that I’ve ever been on a motorcycle before.  In actuality, I have little interest in hopping onto to a Harley anytime soon.  Maybe if I lived in Montana, and not in Los Angeles, I’d be more interested in owning a bike.  There’s little that’s appealing to me about having to dangerously weave in and out of traffic on the crowded freeways.

I think it makes much more sense for me to simply purchase a motorcycle helmet. It’s cheaper than purchasing the bike too.  All I really want to do is walk around with the helmet anyway.  You’ve seen these guys.  When someone walks into a room, or a public place carrying a helmet, this instantly demands a certain level of respect.

But what happens when someone discovers I don’t actually own a motorcycle?  Well, all I can hope is that they’d appreciate the hilarity of my brilliant charade….